mimipoeta: Keep it simple.

Keeping it simple is not that easy.

It’s not fucking easy. But it’s possible.

I’m not afraid… I’m just tired.

I’m not rude… I’m just protecting myself.

I’m not cold… I’m just feeling numb.

But, at the same time,

I would give everything I have

in exchange for freedom.

The freedom that would allows me

to react and feel.

The freedom to scream

“I don’t fucking care”.

The risk.

That thing that others call life

without really knowing what it means.

There are two ways of keeping it simple:

being happy… or being miserable.

The interlude in between

requires too much effort.

Too much lies.

It’s up to us.